She strutted across the stage of the high class, high priced strip club like she owned the place. Which she did along with other clubs and properties. The DJ called out that the Dark Queen was ready for her tribute, and the woman was ready for it.
She was a sexy black woman, about 6 feet tall even without her six inch heel tight high black leather boots. Her body held no excess fat save where it would enhanced her body like her heart shaped bubble ass and her pouty cocksucker red painted lips. Her hair
was darkest black which hung straight as it cascaded down to her ass, eyes of brown looking at each of the men paying through the noise to see her even just walk clothed on the stage.
She had taken the name the Dark Queen from her ethnic background and the villainess from the video game of Battletoads, which explained her costume. All in black leather save for the silk cape with red ermine lining on the inside. Black opera gloves with covered
her nails which were pained red as well. Her costume was a corset cut swimsuit made from leather which acted like a thong from where it was cut over her pussy. The suit was tortured by her claim to fame, her claim to fortune. Her F cup breasts which seemed
to jiggle with each step of her heeled boots.
The twenty-five year old woman, just a year ago, had been a been a struggling nerdy B cup topless waitress in the same club. The she had found her meal ticket, the Book! The Secret of Titnosis. Using self-hypnosis techniques in the book to boost her breasts
to an F cup. She also used the book to improve her appearance with the body altering powers of the book and her now massive tits. She now headlined clubs and gained a mass following of men (and women, even straight women) willing to do anything to pay the
cover charge so they could hand over any bills they had to her. Thanks to using the book to understand the hypnotic sway of the breasts, from simple mass hypnosis to deep mind fucking. She had the freedom to choose if she was to get undress on stage or just
walk out and then shaker her clothed breasts before raking in the dough.
Dominating a field and gain power had only left her with more hunger. That and a jaded sex drive as she could have whoever she wanted. Getting a Sugar Daddy or Sugar Momma who she could also Fuck was on the list, just for the novelty. Or hypnotizing someone
normal people wanted but just couldn't get, like a celebrity or a super. Or even creating her own criminal empire was a minor dark dream she was toying with.
So while she walked and shook her boobs, she was deciding on a new adventure...
Next Chapters
Or add your own